Drabble: In The Marshes

[badly_knitted]

 




Title: In The Marshes
Author: badly_knitted 
Characters: Ianto, Owen, Team.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 429: Deep at tw100.
Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: The Rift sometimes drops things in very inconvenient places.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.





It’s just after dawn and Torchwood are searching the marshes for something the Rift has inconveniently dropped there. They have no real idea what they’re looking for, so they’re all sloshing about in their wellies, stick in one hand, scanner in the other, wishing they had more than two hands each. The reeds are sharp, and keep getting in the way.


They’re startled by a deep booming sound, reverberating through the still air, and Owen nearly drops his scanner trying to draw his gun.


Ianto snorts. “Relax, Owen, it’s just a Bittern.”


Owen glares at the bird. “I knew that.”



The End

Comments

[but_can_i_be_trusted]

Haha! I'd thought they might get stuck in some mud, or something; I got stuck in the Elkhorn Slough during a lab field trip for marine biology in college. My lab partners had to give up doing the lab, in order to get me out. ^.^

[badly_knitted]

Marshes are such sucky places, easy to get stuck in. I seem to remember my dad when we were out birdwatching one day stepping straight out of his boot because it got stuck in the mud.

Thank you!

[but_can_i_be_trusted]

Ugghghghghg, not fun!

Very welcome! :D

[badly_knitted]

I thought it was funny, so did my then brother in law. Dad, not so much.